Outlaws

In the film they made us
A little more articulate
A little less afraid or something
With a lot more attitude and grace
And we danced like we never really could dance
In a scene designed to make you think of the old days
We’re not the outlaws here
And we lose soft consonants
The boom disturbed by every coastal breeze
You lean in close---«Of course I love you»
An empty screen, a blank apparition
And we can’t even really say goodbye here
'Cause everyone will move in a little closer
We’re not the outlaws here